Tigers in the Moonlight: Bengal VS. Eleanor Moonlight (D)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal's kick went wide, and Eleanor dodged past her, vaulting over the barricade like a high jumper. The Tiger cursed again, pawing at her eyes. Just as her vision was beginning to clear, she felt a stinging pain across her chest, accompanied by a deafening whipcrack sound. A split-second later, another blow followed - then another, and another. Eleanor's chops were even faster and harder than Bengal's, making the older woman somewhat self-conscious. It felt like her sternum was about to cave in under the rookie's blistering barrage.

She had to act now, before she was beaten to a pulp. As Eleanor prepared another chop, Bengal grabbed the sides of the young fighter's head, seizing two fistfuls of her long hair. Pitching her body backward, she attempted to drop her opponent headfirst onto the metal railing with a Sit-Out Facebuster!

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Eleanor was lost in herself, the fact that her thoughts were on not slowing down and the intensity of the chops did not let her realize that there had been too many and, as an essential rule of life, all excess has a bad ending.

BONK!

Eleanor's skull slammed into the metal, she was totally surprised because never felt Bengal's grab. As the metalic ring flooded her eardrums, she jumped backwards almost falling on her butt saved from this only thanks to her great balance.

-Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch- repeated unconsciously while rubbing her forehead which was starting to turn red.

Eleanor was squatting down while holding her head, realizing that she had gone deeper into the crowd, who were shouting her name and taking. Eleanor stood up with a smile, having that reception filled her with courage to challenge the veteran again.

-This is what losers like you will never get- shouted as she turned to the crowd, hoping to get a standing ovation to back up her argument.

What Eleanor didn't realize was the price it could cost to turn her back on Bengal.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal leaped over the barricade, following her opponent as she backed up into the floor crowd. The fans parted around her, screaming and scattering as she hissed at them to move. But before she could reach Eleanor, she noticed the rookie stop and turn to the audience, as if she was preparing a speech. Unbelievable! Did she really believe that Bengal would just let her finish? The Tiger was going to teach her the error of her ways. Playtime was over, and it was time for class to begin.

She rapidly closed the last few yards between herself and Eleanor, elbowing more fans aside along the way. Then she cinched her arms around her opponent's torso from behind, trying to hoist the young fighter into a Reverse Bearhug! "You gotta learn," she growled into Eleanor's ear, "To pay attention!" If Bengal could lift the rookie successfully, she'd begin savagely squeezing her ribs - and she planned to make the torment even worse by kneeing her opponent between the legs while she was trapped. Bengal knew that the referee wouldn't be able to see her through the densely packed crowd, allowing the Tiger to get away with as many dirty moves as she wanted. Just the way she preferred it!

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Among the crowd the reactions of wanting to greet or stand next to the debutant were confused with those that warned her about Bengal's proximity. Eleanor realized it was too late to react when she heard her opponent's voice in her ear, it was not only terrifying to have her so close but the way she expressed the message.

-I'm screwed- thought as she was lifted up with a reverse bearhug.

Feeling the air shrinking in her being, desperation was beginning to take hold of her, the only way to escape that came to her mind was to put all her weight into trying to get them both to fall hoping she was lucky enough for Bengal to loosen her grip. Trying to gain momentum she received a blow between her legs, which would affect her attempt to carry out the plan. Now she just had to wait for what would happen next.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal scored several knee strikes between Eleanor's legs, but she could tell that her available time was running out. The referee was approaching, and would surely be able to see her breaking the rules at such close range. Besides, she could feel the rookie shifting her weight backward in her grip, trying to unbalance the Tiger and topple her over.

Bengal decided to go along with the shift, using Eleanor's own body weight against her. She carried the young fighter backward through the jeering crowd, straining to keep a hold on her thrashing form. As she approached the barricade, she suddenly pushed up on her heels and arched her spine like an alleycat, throwing Eleanor into the metal railing with a German Suplex!

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Eleanor was trying to push Bengal away but knee after knee was looking farther and farther away although she was not giving up trying, sooner or later the referee should arrive on the scene, maybe that was the best moment to catch her opponent off guard. Suddenly, she felt Bengal backing away, Eleanor started kicking the air trying to do something to free herself, she realized that there was no way to do it.

Then she stopped, before being able to react she saw herself being lifted, a suplex was on its way, she fell against the metal, this time her body was the most affected by the hit, she felt how the power of the movement made the barricade vibrate, finally the weight of her body plus the impulse of the suplex caused to fall head first into the ringside, her back hurt as if she had been run over and, with the last strength left, saw a slight deformation in the barricade and behind her.... Bengal watching her prey.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

The sound of Eleanor's back clanging into the metal barricade was like music to Bengal's ears. She quickly kipped to her feet, while her opponent remained limp and unmoving. The conspicuous dents in the railing made it look like a car had just crashed into it.

Bengal could have tried for a pin right then, but a crowd had begun to encircle her, a wall of furious red faces yelling at the Tiger for her earlier behavior. The Indian woman remained stone-faced, impassive. Still, she wanted to take Eleanor somewhere the fans couldn't possibly interfere. Bending down, she hoisted up the smaller woman's lifeless form, dumping her over the ruined barricade and back into the ringside area. While she was definitely taking a risk by giving her opponent more time to recover, she was confident that the impact the rookie had taken would keep her down.

Bengal clambered back over the railing herself, preparing her next move. If Eleanor remained still, Bengal would lift her again and whip her to the other side of the floor, putting the rookie near the ring steps, a few yards away from the entrance ramp.

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Eleanor was having a hard time standing up, making her completely ignore the attempts of the public to defend and allow her to gain time, unfortunately this was in vain, the weight of the fight was taking its toll on after the effect of the adrenaline rush was fully gone, Bengal's suplex had only served to accelerate this process making her body suddenly take a great stiffness due to the muscular fatigue.

It was then when Eleanor felt how she was being lifted again by Bengal to fall flat on the ground, feeling her head spinning and unable to make sense of her thoughts, while this was happening she continued trying to regain control of her body and reach any surface that would serve as support to get up, with great effort she could barely crawl a couple of centimeters. She was at the mercy of her rival.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal was able to lift Eleanor back over the barricade, and sling her to the opposite side of the floor area. The rookie tripped over her own stiffened legs and collapsed, sprawling onto the concrete. The Tiger chased eagerly after her, then lifted the English woman back up, staring her down with her fiery orange eyes. Her opponent's gaze was unfocused; Bengal could tell just by looking at her that she was dizzy and vulnerable.

"COME ON!" The Tiger roared. "FACE ME ON YOUR FEET!" She began to batter Eleanor with more chops, along with snap kicks to the thighs and knees, attempting to drive her opponent back toward the entrance ramp. Bengal was curious to see how the rookie would deal with the uneven, sloping terrain, and her own unrelenting assault. The Indian woman was taking full advantage of the Falls Count Anywhere stipulation, and she had no intention of re-entering the ring anytime soon.

A newbie like this doesn't belong in the L.A.W. ring, anyway, the Tiger told herself - but after everything she'd seen Eleanor go through tonight, did she really still believe that? Bengal continued striking at her opponent, trying to ignore her own growing sense of doubt. If it was taking so much effort for her to put this young woman down, how could she continue to say that this fight was beneath her?

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Eleanor had barely crawled another couple of centimeters when Bengal started attacking her again, she was receiving chops and kicks, being the last ones the most painful since they were hitting her affected knee. She had noticed that Bengal was trying to guide her towards the ramp and she was letting herself go, there was no strategy behind it, she was simply too tired and disoriented to answer. Being under Bengal's control embarrassed the hell out of her but that was the way things were going.

The lights of the place were just glowing spots making her barely able to see where she was walking, Bengal kept hitting her and being at the base of the ramp she stumbled falling face first against it, she hadn't even put her hands to avoid hurting herself.

What am I doing?- thought as she looked at the ground.

Feeling Bengal behind she tried, with her remaining strength to connect a kick to her opponent's face. If it connected and contrary to what Eleanor believed, it would be a very soft kick.